Fire Trucks are for Boys

This was the first time I realized that boys could do things that girls were not allowed to do and it was so not fair. My mom agreed and so her and my maternal Grandfather went out and bought me a tricycle

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Anxiety: The Hardest Part about Being Outside

This is the reality for me and other’s who deal with Anxiety and Agoraphobia.  So if you see me out and I don’t respond it’s not because I’m being unfriendly or stuck up.  It’s because the voice in my head telling me to run is so loud I can’t hear anything else. 

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Discovering My Poet’s Soul

Nikki Giovanni gave words to my reality like no other poetry had ever been able to before. She was real, not some romantic figure locked in her room dreaming of love. She was living life and talking about what it meant to live life as a woman. She was writing all those …